Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　One is weirder than the other.

　　Not to mention, Wu Shaobai really had a lot of inspiration after seeing the events of these murders.

　　However, this is not to say that all murders can be used.

　　Although it was a bit intrusive to check these horror materials at night, Wu Shaobai still opened his mailbox, downloaded his own script, and started to create a script with "Nine Heads Case" as the main axis of the plot, adding a lot of branches and leaves.

　　This writing is more than 3 hours.

　　When he came back to his senses, it was already 3:[-] in the morning.

　　Some are still unfulfilled...

　　But he still terminated the creation, carefully preserved the script, and then turned off the computer.

　　Lying in bed, his mind was still entangled with the idea of ​​that dream and the creation of the script and story.

　　Even... the empty and silent room made him feel a little panic...

　　Finally, I simply turned on the TV, turned on the lights, opened the curtains, and opened half of the windows, listening to the sound of cars driving outside, and finally fell asleep. .

Chapter 1253

　　I slept until more than 9 o'clock in the night. Although I only rested for 6 hours, I had to get up.

　　Because Meng Hexi and Zhang Helun had already gone downstairs of the hotel, they were waiting for him to come down and return to Yanjing together.

　　Pack your luggage and check out.

　　As soon as the brothers and sisters met, the two asked in confusion:

　　"Senior brother, did you lose sleep last night?"

　　"No, I stayed up late, and did some creative work."

　　Wu Shaobai, with dark circles under his eyes, shook his head and got into the car.

　　The trip to Harbin is completely over.

　　In the car, Zhang Helun asked curiously:

　　"Senior brother, where are you going to drive-ah?"

　　"Chongqing. Or Chengdu."

　　"south?"

　　"Yes, Nan Ha... um."

　　Wu Shaobai yawned.

　　"You can't always wander around the north, right? There are only a few places in total, and the opera industry in Sichuan and Chongqing is also very developed. It's just to open up the market and go there."

　　"Take us with you?"

　　"Fuck you guys. You can hold the show one by one by yourself, how can you expect others?"

　　Wu Shaobai angrily gave the two of them a meal, and then said to Zhang Helun:

　　"Jinan, you have to supervise a little bit. Although I don't know how small theaters are, but large-scale commercial performances obviously lack the control of rhythm. Jiucheng is a prank after all, and there is not much that can be helped, but his basic skills It’s still solid, and I push forward with diligence and thrift, but I can’t be too flattering, this child is easy to float, understand?”

　　"Understood, brother."

　　Zhang Helun nodded.

　　"Ah."

　　Leaning on the seat, Wu Shaobai was not talking, and the script thing appeared in his mind again.

　　In fact, how to shoot this drama, whether it is a movie or a TV series, Wu Shaobai has no idea for the time being.But this does not hinder his creative enthusiasm.

　　The story of "Nine-Headed Case" is indeed suitable for filming.

　　It was his rare belief that if there was a ready-made script, the kind of story that he would especially want to act.

　　It's just... Under his understanding, the content of the creation of this version of the Nine-Headed Case in his hand at present... If it is calculated according to 30%, it is only [-] points at most.

　　There are still many bugs in the story, or detailed things to be improved.

　　While thinking about this, Zhang Helun suddenly asked:

　　"Brother, what time are our tickets?"

　　"What ticket?"

　　Wu Shaobai opened his eyes and glanced at him.

　　Zhang Helun was taken aback:

　　"A plane ticket."

　　"No plane ticket."

　　Wu Shaobai waved his hand.

　　The three people in the car were all stunned...

　　"No ticket? Let's drive back?"

　　"By plane."

　　"Don't buy a ticket by plane?"

　　"Private jet, what ticket to buy?"

　　Wu Shaobai gave him a strange look.

　　"Private...what the hell!?"

　　Not to mention Zhang Helun, even Meng Hexi and Hao Dabao were dumbfounded.

　　"Private jet."

　　Wu Shaobai continued to repeat one sentence.

　　Meng Hexi couldn't help it anymore:

　　"Whose private jet?"

　　"Bullshit, mine."

　　Turning his head and giving him a blank look, Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"Your sister-in-law bought it and took you to a ride, saving you the trouble of going through the security check and queuing up."

　　"Sister-in-law bought a private jet!?"

　　"Well, I bought it last year, but I haven't used it much."

　　"Then you're flying with us this time?"

　　"It's called unequal suffering."

　　Looking at Zhang Helun with a ridiculous face, Wu Shaobai shook his head and explained:

　　"At present, Deyun Club knows who I bought the plane, except for my master, you three and Mr. Hou, no one else knows, remember to be strict, the uncle hasn't bought one yet, so I got one, it's not suitable. I don't want to be so high-profile, you know?"

　　"That……"

　　Zhang Helun kept glancing at the driver.

　　Wu Shaobai smiled and shook his head:

　　"This master is also sent by the airline, with a dedication agreement, it doesn't matter. Right? Master."

　　"Mr. Wu can rest assured that we keep the customer's information completely confidential."

　　"Well, that's ok."

　　Sitting in the car again, looking at Zhang Helun who was surprised, Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"Okay, just enjoy it for a while."

　　……

　　"I go……"

　　Sitting in the VIP tractor and looking at the silver-white Gulfstream, Zhang Helun said unconsciously:

　　"This is so fucking stupid!"

　　"Brother..."

　　Meng Hexi and Hao Dabao were equally shocked:

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　　"This...how much does this thing cost?"

　　"Foreign auction, it's cheaper. If you buy it seriously, it's probably more than 2 million yuan. This is more than [-] million yuan."

　　Wu Shaobai said something casually.

　　"three……"

　　"three……"

　　"More than three hundred million!?"

　　The three of them spoke in unison.

　　Wu Shaobai smiled slightly and touched Meng Hexi's head:

　　"So, let's hang out with my brother, eat and drink spicy food! Haha~"

　　"This this……"

　　Meng Hexi stammered a few words and sighed speechlessly:

　　"How much does this flight cost?"

　　"It's probably more than 2 US dollars an hour. It takes about 3 hours for us to go from Harbin to Yanjing, and about [-] US dollars is enough if you include labor and the like."

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